My name is Kelli + I am Sentimental

{Entry 1: A week of love. Because my headstone will never read, “We Had No Idea How She Felt.”} While running this morning with my trusty sidekick Adam, we did as we do: pile out of our cars, complain about the cold, stuff our hands in our pockets, stretch...

Books + Shoes

Have you guys seen the hoarder television shows? They make me itchy. I cannot imagine living with — nor feeling like I need — so much stuff. It makes me ache a bit for those profiled; you can tell it isn’t about the physical stuff, so much as...

What’s Not to Love?

That dreaded holiday is upon us when babies with bows and arrows descend from the heavens to send all first world consumers into a fit of bad jewelry (with stones harvested from brutal child labor in Africa), flowers (harvested by children in Ecuadorian factories) and...

So You Want to Safari?

I’ve been asked a hundred times what the best part of my African travels is. Well, without an hour of your time, I’ll simply say safari. In Africa, I love the people,  work,  food, hiking, sights, smells, etc. But safari brings all of these together (minus...

Books of 2011

A view of some of the fabric I bought in Malawi, along with a collection of book reviews The Story of Edgar Sawtelle by David Wroblewski — three out of five bananas This is a book I have given as a gift several times, after having read the reviews. However, when...

This Week in Numbers

One of the many creative signs I saw in Malawi, along with the “Good Riddance Coffin Company.” 17: Miles run. Five days of running, 2 days the long loop, 3 days the short loop including one day of intervals 4: Glass of wine enjoyed in the moment 4: Glasses...

Garden Glory

It’s the craziest thing, being tucked in to bed in my tiny home in the middle of a 3 million person city. The silence is making me sad. In contrast to the chorus of tree frogs that sang me to sleep each night and the staccato of bird song to which I woke to each...

Probably

I spent an afternoon walking the Limbe Golf Course in Blantyre with the Pink Golfer last week. I love the caddies looking on from the club house in this shot. Everyone knows Matt. He’s likely the only boy from Blantyre playing professional golf in the States....

+ Arrivals

A few photos from my African holiday; more details to come when both my head and body are back on Arizona time. Sitting in front of the departure board at Heathrow is one of my favorite moments in international travel. I imagine what I’d do if I were arriving in...